For @mrnmrsmccord - 53 - “That wasn’t very subtle.” More end of season 3 cabin smut. Not sure why my brain is stuck there atm. Adult content etc etc ;)
Henry’s lips brushed lightly over her forehead before they moved back to her mouth so he could kiss her sweetly.
And quietly.
His hands skimmed up her sides and then over her breasts; the combination of the chill in the room and his fingers running over her chest made her shiver and moan. Elizabeth bit her lip to stifle the noise, frustrated at the need to keep quiet.
Damn the cabin and its flimsy walls.
Damn Henry for earlier stroking his hand deliberately over her thigh while they’d been sat in front of the fire drinking wine and watching the kids play some board game, before he had spirited her away to their bedroom. And damn the alcohol for loosening her up and encouraging her to give in to temptation while their kids were in the next room.
She reached up to hold onto Henry’s arms as he moved inside her, the need for quiet making them move slowly, carefully. The tender look in his eyes as he hovered above her was enough to make her melt.
Then one of his hands slid down in between them so he could press his fingers unmoving against her clit.
She wasn’t able to stifle her moan that time, the noise of pleasure sounding loud in the quiet of the room. Crap. She winced.
Henry stilled above her and glanced towards the closed bedroom door. “Well, I guess the kids already knew we have a sex life.”
Okay, he needed punishing for that remark. Elizabeth squeezed her muscles around him, pressing her chest up into his and making him shout out at the unexpected sensation. “I guess they do,” she murmured.
They probably hadn’t scarred the kids for life. Probably. And if they had then the damage had been done long before today.
“At least if they know what we’re doing in here they won’t come in to ask us anything,” Henry said once he had finished glaring at her.
“I’m pretty sure they knew anyway,” she retorted. “After you told them we were going for an early night and then dragged me out of there with a bottle of wine at 6pm? That wasn’t very subtle.”
Henry smiled and dipped his head to kiss her again. “I wasn’t aiming for subtle. I was aiming to get you into bed. Think you can come without making a sound?”
She considered the question. “I think you’d better make sure it’s so good I can’t make a sound.”
Requested by @broadwayfreak5357 - 132 - “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.” Set after the season 3 finale. Fun times at the cabin. Very vaguely adult.
“So what do you want to do?” Elizabeth asked as looked over at Henry sat sprawled on the couch in front of the fire, his shirt open at the collar and a glass of whiskey warming in his hand. She hoped he’d get the hint; her husband was looking hot and she knew what she wanted to do with their time alone.
And how suddenly glad she was that the kids had only stayed at the cabin for one night, leaving their parents to finish the weekend by themselves. She definitely didn’t want them around right now, not when she had designs on their father.
Henry gave her a slow, lazy smile that made his eyes crinkle at the corners – a smile he knew she thought made him look sexy. “Why, you got ideas, babe?”
Absently shuffling a pack of cards as she looked up at him from her place by the fire, she met his smile with one of her own. “I might.”
He eyeballed the cards in her hand. “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk that one time.” His tone was joking but there was something else there: was that… interest?
She dimly recalled a distant memory of Henry coming home drunk one night and trying to entice her into a game of strip poker at two in the morning. The idea hadn’t been appealing at the time, and she honestly hadn’t been thinking of it – but… She raised an eyebrow at him. “Why not? Scared you’ll lose?”
He cast a hot gaze over her, his eyes darkening as he looked at her. “Well, it would put me at a distinct disadvantage.”
Elizabeth felt a smile tugging at her lips as Henry’s eyes wandered over her body, knowing completely what he meant – that she would distract him - but continuing to feign innocence for a little while longer. “Why, because I’m wearing more clothes than you?”
Henry slid off the sofa to kneel in front of her as she sat in front of the fire. His palms caught her hips and she could feel the lust in his touch. “Because you’re a tease.”
Oh yeah, she was going to have some fun with him. She held his gaze as she leaned back to deal the cards, feeling arousal start to spark through her. She smiled wickedly. “Ante up, professor. Time to show me what you’ve got.”
